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Travel Blogs from Kochi

... our fish and took it to a local street vendor who cooked it up for us. We have never had fish quite so fresh. We walked along the promenade by the litter strewn beach watching industrial shipping traverse the harbour whilst the sun disappeared into the haze 15 minutes before it was due to hit the sea.

... bed and make 2 singles. We left them to it and went out for an explore. As we left the hotel a tuk tuk driver offered to take us for an hour of sightseeing for 50p. We agreed, though explaining that our driver has organised a tour for tomorrow. He said he'd take us to different places, which indeed he did. We visited a fair number of temples, which luckily are only open to Hindus, or Muslims for the mosques. Then a vast laundry, where men did the washing for the hotels ...

... before walking it back. Starving by this point we stopped at a restaurant and had one of my best meals to date. Kerala food is similar to Goan, plenty of boneless fish and prawns, light curry with a thin gravy and hundreds of different flavours. We shared two fish dishes and they tasted completely different. In most other parts of India everything seemed to taste like masala whatever you ordered and although I like it, it got pretty sameish after a while. ...

... Masala Chai' a hot, sweet and spicy drink. It's black tea mixed with heaps of cardamom, cinnamon and all spice, boiled three times with hot milk and lots of sugar. It is poured from a great height into your cup, back into the saucepan and back again a few times from to create a foamy top then served to you in a tiny glass tumbler. As for getting a cold beer, well, that's more difficult. Most of Kerala is 'dry' and few establishments have a licence to ...

... I were heading to South India and Liv was heading home to Australia. It was incredibly sad to say goodbye to Liv, we had travelled together and basically lived in each other's pockets for five months, the memories and times we shared will stay with us for the rest of our lives, we were family to each other overseas when our families were back home. I managed to hold it together through our goodbyes, our group hugs and last few chats, but as court and I were sitting in our taxi ...